inkhit

Meme from Alby

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 05:40:10 GMT

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Saturday I didn't flush (-1 points). Last month I set albydarned's puppy on fire (-66 points). In February I helped mercadia_kenobi hide a body (-173 points). Last Tuesday I got in line at the supermarket at the same time as someone else and I didn't yield (-8 points). Last Sunday I put gum in xtinethepirate's hair (-12 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-260 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

Sincerely,
inkhit

1. Alby's puppy? That is sooo a reference to Jared. 2. That body Meg and I hid was definitely Tove's girlfriend. :D 3.*is amazed at how long her arms would have to be to reach into Canada and gummify xtiney's hair*

It's Jesus Fucking Christ!

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:32:53 GMT

You know what I hate? People who like things just because 'everyone' likes them. You know what I hate even more? People who hate things just because 'everyone' likes them. I make my own decisions. So yeah, Nirvana is popular to the point that it's almost a cliché, but they're still my favorite band. They're my favorite because I like their music. I don't give a shit about anyone else.

What inspired this? I squeed out loud to a few people about the concert I went to Friday, and some people reacted like this: "Ew, I can't stand Jack Black." Yet, um, not one of them had ever heard his band. So why couldn't they stand him? "God, he's, like, everywhere right now. Everyone likes him."

Um, okay.

*stops herself before she starts ranting like mad*

Tell me, how can you not love a band that opens up their set with a song about buttsex? Or takes a look at their audience and screams, "What a good looking crowd of demons!"?

*is dying of love*

Anywhoo, my dad got a skybox at Madison Square Garden for the Tenacious D concert Friday night, and WOW. First off, the view was beautiful especially when they sang their two 'ballads'. Half the audience had their cellphones open and half had lighters out. It was totally dark, except for little flares of blue and orange light. And holy shit, I have never heard such an amazing audience! While the D was playing "Fuck Her Gently", a sweet, romantic love song (hah), EVERYONE was singing ON PITCH. It sounded amazing. I swear to God, I almost cried. If it had been my concert, I would have been bawling on the stage. And I don't cry very often.

There were two opening acts-- a comedian named Neil Hamburger, and a rap duo called Superfloss. Neil was funny, especially since he made several jokes about the generally inhuman disgustingness that is Courtney Love. Superfloss, however, was so bad that they were booed off the stage. I was so bored during their set (except for one part where one was singing about the crush he had on the second guy, and the second guy started singing, "Hey, I have a man crush, too!" "Yeah? On who" "On (and here it sounded like he was going to say 'you') Juuuuuuuuuude Law")

And as we're sitting in the box, people in the audience were totally lighting up. I think we all reaked of pot by the time we left. :D

Oh, and p.s.
Sera Gamble teases Kripke about Sam/Dean love? *fangirls the SHIT OUT OF HER*

blah dyada blah

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 01:21:42 GMT

Listen up, mother fuckers who for some strange reason have me on their f-lists:

I have MSN. I am bored. IM me, fools.

brightmolly@hotmail.com

Wed, 22 Nov 2006 23:21:08 GMT

Alright. I've got my msn things all set, and now I can't use them yet. *punches a wall* We've got to set up for Black Friday at work, so I have to work weird hours. I opened at nine this morning, left at 2:30, went home, and now I have to go back at 9pm and stay til 2am.

The problem with this? I just found out that squeeing live with other people is fun. Like, super fun. SUPER fun. Waah.

I should probably go take a nap.

P.s.
While I was at work today I swear to god, somebody driving a brown metallicar drove by. Which reminded me that I don't get any Supernatural tomorrow. Instead I get to the 'you really need to pick a major soon, why don't you be a teacher?' speech. AGAIN. Maybe it won't last forty-seven minutes this time. *tears Thanksgiving apart with her bare fucking hands*

p.p.s.
Xtine, if you are reading this, GO TO SLEEP. You need REST. I won't have you bleeding all over the place and going blind from headaches. SLEEP...*and is gone*

Live Squee!!!!

Wed, 22 Nov 2006 03:03:56 GMT

Alright, here's how this is going to work: since I have no one to squee with, I'm gonna squee with myself, dammit! I'll just keep replying to myself. *refuses to dwell on how pathetic that sounds* I have a sugar high right now, so I'll probably find it highly entertaining.

OMG. I can't even describe the sound that came out of my mouth when I saw that Jude had posted. It was kinda like this :gaspsqueechokeSQUEAK.

What the fuck is Louis doing?! It's only three posts into this damn thing and that fucker sounds like he's trying to seduce my Tove's Jude!

My lack of computer knowledge is stalling me

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 15:55:16 GMT

God dammit. About a week ago Alby enabled me to draw a picture of her assassinating Jo, so I drew ~~a bunch~~ one. Except I did on real paper, and I don't have any way of getting it onto my computer. *cries*

And possibly even worse: I've been making up little one-minutes songs for each algie couple, and I have NO idea how to post those!

*runs off to finish the jared/brandon song*

Help Me

Wed, 15 Nov 2006 17:07:44 GMT

I need help. I'm a horrible procrastinator-- I have a final paper due tomorrow for my Search For Life in the Universe class (the one that sounds easy but is so ridiculously hard that it makes me want to scream), and I haven't a clue what to write about. Eight pages, any topic you want that connects directly to the theme of the course, about a discovery in the past five years. Problem is, you can't do anything that was at all covered in class, and since I don't really go to class, I got three pages into my paper before I realized, oh shit, this isn't going to work. So I now have less than three hours before I have to go to work until 10 tonight, and I don't have a topic. And if I don't get a good grade on this paper, I'm going to fail the class, and I'll be put back on academic probation. Which means that my parents will be PISSED and Christmas will be ruined and they'll probably take away my computer time, which means no more algie which means this junkie will DIE.

I'm not really sure what kind of help it is that I want. I just need help.

My first meme!

Thu, 09 Nov 2006 21:09:58 GMT

Tagged by albydarned

Write a journal entry for this meme with six random facts about yourself. Then pick six people off your friends list and tag them - no tag backs. These rules should be included in your entry.

1. I get very worked up about my body, and the difference between how I see it, and how other people see it. People who meet me once never remember my name. They do however remember ‘that tiny little girl with the huge rack’. Most people would be flattered that someone else thought they were skinny, or that they had big boobs, but it pisses me the fuck off. I’m not tiny! I’m just short! I’m a size fucking 5! How is that tiny?! It’s perfectly fucking AVERAGE. ~~And yeah my boobs are huge, but I hate them almost as much as the fucking idiots who are JEALOUS of them.~~

2. I’m nineteen years old, but I’ve never been on a date before. Ever.

3. I’m personally responsible for a fucking huge coven of Harry/Draco shippers at my old high school. I got my best friend into it, it spread to our other friends, all of their little sisters started reading, then spread it to their friends…I also used it to introduce my sister to the world of fanfiction and slash. She is now a grade A fag hag who forces her posse of hot guy friends to make out with each other. ;)

4. My first name is Brittany, and I HATE it. Every other fucking blonde in America is a Brittany. I can’t take it. I’m legally changing my name to Tove Law, goddammit! *smiles* What? It’s a girl’s name!

5. I’m absolutely convinced that I’m going to die young. I’ve never been able to imagine myself past the age of twenty-four.

6. Don’t laugh, alright? But I have the strongest déjà vu in the world (although it practically disappears when I’m really stressed). It’s not just an ‘oh wow, this is familiar’ feeling. Oh no. It’s more of a ‘holy shit, I’m totally going to mouth along with the words coming out your mouth until your jaw drops, and then I’m going to keep going, and you’re gonna think I’m reading your mind, because I know exactly what you’re going to say, WORD for fucking WORD, for the next five minutes’ feeling. And you know double déjà vu? Where you think to yourself ‘Not only is this familiar, but I swear I’ve thought this was familiar before? In the beginning of high school, when I was the least stressed and I was getting a LOT of sleep, I would only experience triple and quadruple déjà vu. It used to scare me it was so strong. *hides face* Well, now that everyone thinks I’m a Mary Sue…

Tagging: mercadia_kenobi, modillian, mimesh, kinkynicky, catsgocrazy, and temple_mistress. If you’ve already been tagged, just ignore me. :)

Michigan Sucks

Mon, 23 Oct 2006 16:31:18 GMT

If I play it one more time, I just might break youtube.

He looks so fucking good in blue.

Sigh. Uncle Tove is the prettiest recovering alcoholic EVUH. :) You know, considering the fact that Hayden is copying Jude Law's signature uptilted face thing, it would be really easy for someone to make a pretty Jove manip out of this. Cough, cough. *smiles hopefully and offers up shirtless!brandon-shaped cookies*

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 17:52:36 GMT

Dear God. You’d think that a class called ‘Search for Life in the Universe’ would be a piece of cake, right? Well, you’re fucking wrong. The class is all astrophysics and crazy genetic crap that I can NOT understand. I’m not a fucking scientist, people. I write music and draw pictures and generally waste space. It’s all I know how to do. I just tried to do my homework (in the library, while class is going on, actually), and now I have a headache. And I’m not talking in fucking metaphors. I? Am in pain. I even have that excruciating pain that comes right before all the muscles in my neck seize up so badly that I can’t move without crying. Is everyone else as excited about that as I am? I’m so unhappy that I went and googled pictures of the Canadian flag to make myself feel better, because apparently Canada is my new pornography, and just looking at anything associated with it gives me a contact high (Hot man on man action? Hell no! Give me a red maple leaf and I’m set!). *buries face in hands* Omg. I need to be put down.

Oh, and does anyone know how the fuck to pronounce Hejsa?

Random Crap

Mon, 16 Oct 2006 06:26:51 GMT

So, despite the fact that I'm fast approaching twenty years old, I bought a Tamagotchi. It's just, that dark green snakeskin design just screamed Tove at me, and I couldn't resist. And lemme tell you, that little motherfucker is fun. It can do all sorts of shit. But the real kicker? These virtual pets are meant to make friends with other ones, and- get this- fall in love and have babies! So I did what any good Algie Girl would do- I bought another one and kept restarting it until it hatched as a boy, then named it Jude. ~~Not that I'm gonna try to force the tamagotchis to be gay or anything.~~ And guess what Jude's fave food is? Scones. The same food that makes Tove sick to his stomach!

Blah. So algie has started up again (cue orgasms, ladies), and I am in HEAVEN. Only thing is, I get antsy waiting for the next person to post. So I googled Tove for the first time in a couple of weeks, and actually came up with something new: apparently everyone is freaking out because Tove bought ice cream with some really exclusive credit card. ( the shorter article: scroll down ) Normally my response to that would be: are you people fucking kidding me? Get a life. But, since it's Tove, I just giggled.

I also found a few quotes from Hayden that made my day:

"Well, Star Wars has always been a part of my life, though. I grew up on it, so it seems weird in that sense. Star Wars was, of course, before my time, but everyone's seen it and everyone loves it. The fans are just so devoted. We were big into Star Wars and all the paraphernalia. My brother had every figure, every starship. He's 27, and he's fanatical about Star Wars. When Shadows of the Empire came out on Nintendo 64, we used to lock ourselves in my bedroom and relay the controller back and forth until we became Jedi Knights. If I played it too much, I remember, it used to visit me in my dreams. I used to have dreams that I was in the Star Wars game. It just had such an impact." ( please keep in mind that Tove is NINE years older than Hayden. How awesome is he at being an older brother? *dies* )

"Tove says I ruined it for him. He's like 'You're not Darth Vader. Come on! I just kicked your ass last week. Come on!" ( I'm not sure when this quote was taken, but Tove had to be at the very least 27 years old. The mental image of grown-up Tove roughing up little twink Hayden is making my heart melt* )

"He was like 'I need a haircut-think you could do it?' He's not one of those guys who are constantly preening" -Tove Christensen on his brother and giving him a haircut, which led to him needing extensions for Star Wars. ( Ah, Tove. You poor wittle beauty school dropout. This makes me laugh, despite how sad it is finding out that the long, lovely curls weren't real. )

* I would just like to point out at this time that I am NOT into Christensencest. In fact, it's the one ship I really don't like. I do, however, LOVE how close and adorable they are together. Like, a whole lot. :)

Anywhoo, gotta go read some JT pr0n. *sighs* My life is sooo tough.

I'm A Lunatic, Alright?

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 16:43:42 GMT

Alright. I obsess over things. A lot of things. A lot of tiny, insignificant things. Such as:

The way I look in regards to whatever fandom I’m currently freaking out over. What exactly does that mean? It means that I get angry if I don’t share some physical characteristics with at least one half of my OTP. Weird, right? Like when I was in to Harry Potter (Drarry all the way, baby). Actually, that Harry Potter thing is probably what started all this. *Sigh* I’m rambling. Lemme explain the ‘Harry Potter Thing’.

In ninth grade I read Harry Potter and fell in love. In tenth grade I convinced my friends to love it too, and then I spread my newfound love of Harry/Draco to them as well. Soon, we were the craziest fucking fangirls that ever lived. So crazy, that we began to have random giggly fits where we had to act like our favorite character. That evolved into each of us having a character that was ours alone. Basically we larped all over the place. Whenever we were in an HD mood, my best friend Jess and I would pretend to be Harry and Draco (it’s not as creepy as it sounds; the closest thing we got to being sexual was the old one armed hug around the shoulders, and we knew where to draw the line). There were eight of us. EIGHT crazy fangirls. That’s seven fangirls that I got to see everyday. You people haven’t experienced life until you’ve pranced around your high school, sporting an upper class British accent and a superiority complex, refusing to answer to anything but “Draco”. Trust me. A/N Just so you know, this wasn’t the only thing we did. We only did it when we were really squeeish (although we used the nicknames pretty much all the time, cause they were our stupid little inside joke).

Anywhoo, back to the original topic. I look (or at least, this is how I saw myself at the time) like a cross between Neville and Harry, except for the curly dark blonde hair. That pissed me the fuck off. I was Draco, dammit, but I didn’t look like him. Actually, Jess (who was ‘Harry’) looked more like him. She had a pointed, pale face, and a snooty little nose, and I don’t know WHY that made me so angry, but it DID.

And then I got into Star Wars, and I was happy(ish). Even though NONE of my friends were into SW, there was still one good thing about it: I could totally pull off Obi-Wan. Well, sort of. If you just use words to describe us, we sound identical. Ewan: roundish face, thin mouth, straight nose, blue-green-grey eyes, hair that is somehow blonde, brown, and red all at the same time, short, compact frame. Me: ditto.

And then I get into Algie, and I’m right back where I started. Thing is, I could actually pull Tove off pretty damn well, if it weren’t for the fact that his height is an important part of his physical description, and I am rather noticeably short. Which would work if I found someone even shorter (like a midget) to be Jude. But that’s not going to happen ever. Or I could be Jude, because anyone standing next to me is going to look like a giant. But my cheeks are too full! (See, I told you I’m fucking crazy; who the fucks cares about this shit? Shouldn’t I be thinking about my homework, instead of obsessing over the fact that Jude Law has higher cheekbones than I do??)

But what really pisses me off is that I could straighten my hair, put on a flannel, and be Ewan, right now. But WHY does that piss me off? I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! The idea fills me with this weird anger that feels almost like jealousy, which doesn’t make sense. Especially since I LOVE Ewan in Algie. God I don’t know why I post these things. They make me look like a fucking nutcase.

Anyway, I think the real message I’m trying to convey is:

It sucks that I’ll never get to say, “Hi, I’m Inkhit, and this is my friend ______. She’s the Jude/Tove/Anakin/Obi-Wan/Sam/Dean in the relationship.”

Especially since I did some calculating, and I think I just might be the only fucking girl in New York who even knows about Algie. *cries from loneliness*

Sad and Excited

Fri, 29 Sep 2006 00:47:04 GMT

Omg. Supernatural starts in fourteen minutes. *really wishes she had someone to squee live with* Oh well, I guess I can squee with myself. *cries*

shtuff

Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:34:58 GMT

Well, I left my Meteorology class early so I could go to the reading room and hop online real quick. I reeeaaallly want to read some algie, but everyone here will be able to see what I’m doing. I can’t quite read porn in the public library yet. In the back of a computer class, yes, but not the library.

Omg. Little kid Sammy and dean are fucking love. Lucky charms! How will I ever look at them the same way again? “You want the prize?” Oh, Sammy, I love you. And Michael and Ash? Wonderful. Especially the thing with the beds. *dies* Michael the wincester.

The Benders: fuck yes. “You hurt my brother and I’ll kill you! All of you!” *puts her hands over h er eyes* I don’t see the incest, I don’t, I don’t! And for once there was a female that I actually liked. Maybe it was because the women could actually act? Or because she’s, apparently, the only girl in America who’s not a painfully thin twenty year old model? *stabs Cassie and that dumb art bitch*

I don’t think I mentioned this last time, but I really think Jared needs to pull his hair off of his forehead more often, cause the difference is amazing. When they were dressed as priests, and Sam’s hair was brushed back, I actually IGNORED DEAN. He was that beautiful. Gah. I’m getting all misty eyed just thinking about it.

VAMPIRES. Uh, ugly teeth, but you know what? I was still squee about them. Luther and Kate (I think that was her name), mates for life, having some crazy blood threesome with a human girl? Remind you of anyone?

Daddy Winchester. John, I FUCKING love you. How oddly attractive is this guy? I mean, he’s old, haggard, slightly overweight, and totally want to jump his fucking bones. *is so painfully happy that he’s in Algie* Omgosh, do you think Tove/J.D. will become a ship (on the creative forum, I mean, not in the game), cause I kinda want it to. *grins* I have to admit, I half want there to be some Stefano/Jude action, just cause it would make for some beautiful jt angst. Fuck. I just got an awesome plotbunny. Fuck. I’ll never write it.

an update on my one true love

Tue, 19 Sep 2006 13:45:30 GMT

So everyone already knows about that party Forest Park threw on thursday, right? The one in Toronto that all of Hayden's fans were invited to? And Hayden never even showed up? Well, my love, Tove, was there. And being a fucking awesome host to the fans, I might add (because he's Algie!Tove's polar fucking opposite).

Anyway, he got his hair cut. Just a little trim, but woah. Totally NOT loving it. It's just weird looking. I only like two looks on him: that short and spiky hair (NOT the flip), and the harry potterish hair. This in-between nonsense = no love from inkhit.

However. Ahem. I heard a two second clip of his voice, and I loved it. Sure, I expected it to be deeper, but this higher, kinda nasal-y version is love. I don't think he sounds goofy at all, like certain people told me. *stabs xtine, then remembers she wrote beautiful jt fic, and gets hayden to give her sloppy vampire healing kissies*

One more thing: found this in a slang dictionary:

1. Toved

To be raped in the anus by another male. This term is frequently used on the Quake3World forums. See Tove

Man, I think that *insert name here* deserves to be Toved

sammalammadingdong

Sun, 17 Sep 2006 02:14:44 GMT

I swear, every episode I watch of supernatural is better than the last. Asylum, was, woah. I mean, come on. Sam tried to kill Dean. How fucking hot is that? Sam is SUCH a wibbling little ball of angst.

Or maybe, it is.

The last episode I watched was Faith. Def my favorite so far. Wanna know why?

Because dying!dean is love. I don't know why, but I never loved Dean so much as I did when he had those huge black circles around his eyes. But AGAIN, not why I'm making this post.

The look on Sam's face when the doctor told him Dean was going to die. The look on his face when he saw Dean in that hospital bed. "Watch me." Staying up three days straight to search the web. Trying to help his brother walk. The heart-breakingly hopeful expression when Dean got on stage. Running to Dean when he fell. OMG. The fucking LOVE.

That's why I'm writing this.

I understand Alby, I do.

I have been Paddywhacked.

some really crappy art

Wed, 13 Sep 2006 17:49:55 GMT

Alright, I think I've said it enough times: I don't have a scanner or a digital camera. So I took pictures of some of my art with a phone, and then tried to fix them up in Photoshop. Didn't really work out so well. But at least they're not super fuzzy and green tinged anymore.

here is the original picture:

here it is cleaned up:

actually, that's even fuzzier than the first one. sigh.

these are two different cleaned up versions of 'jude'. I use the name loosely because I am HORRIBLE at drawing guys, for some reason.

Oh, and you want to hear what happens when egotism meets boredom meets fangirlcraziness? Algie style icons (you know, plain pretties with a specific expression) of one's own self. Yeah, I took a million pictures of myself with my phone, and then made algiecons out of them. And you know what? It was fucking FUN. And they were some of the best pictures of me eva. ~~though most of them were unpleasant reminders of why guys always overlook me in favor of my friends~~. I suggest you guys try it!

damn you all

Fri, 08 Sep 2006 03:08:05 GMT

I just wanted to say that I had my first day of school today (9:50-6:40, yech!), and I am in love. With who?, you curious readers may ask. And inkhit shall answer. After spending three hours curled up with him in bed, I could not contain my love any longer, and I sprang up, crying loudly at the the portable tv, "Dean Winchester, fucking MARRY ME! I wanna have your freckley babies!!!!!" He just smiled. I think Sammywammykins was woah jealouz.

That is all.

Dean, I LOVE YOU!

*cough* Ok, now that's all.

Money issues

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 18:07:16 GMT

So, I just got a raise, and I wanna buy myself a present. Problem is, I have two expensive things I want, and I only have enough moola for ONE. So, it all comes down to this:

What do I need more? Killer black leather knee-high stilletto sex-kitten boots of doom that somehow manage to make me look HAWT, or Supernatural season one? Keep in mind that my computer is slooooooow as hell, so youtubing it is out of the question. And I can't get both, cause I need to save up for a laptop!

Oh, and what the hell? Why was I never informed that there is a movie in which Jude Law plays a vampire?! *slaps all algie fangirls upside the head*

pretties

Tue, 05 Sep 2006 04:18:59 GMT

Here's some more algie templates.

Now all that's left is Antonio, cause xtine asked for it. And maybe that incredibly lucky spanish prostitute. :)

more algie pretties

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 05:32:32 GMT

So anyway, I've been sitting at my computer for some time now, reading my first live jude/tove post (p.s. I have found the meaning of life), and I get antsy between posts. This is what happens. I make more algie comic templates. Ask me why I couldn't have just made a comic instead, it's not like I don't have any ideas. Such are the mysteries of the world. Maybe...maybe because there are so many characters in Algie who look similar in comic form, I have to show everyone who's who beforehand...Yeah. That's a good excuse. :)

And here's my number two pairing:

And now I have nothing else to do while I wait. Or I could make Ewan and Asmodei. Hmm.

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 02:26:27 GMT

This is me, for the first time (!):

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omgrefresh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this is for xtine and alby

Thu, 31 Aug 2006 00:12:26 GMT

I'm too computer dumb to figure out how to post this on your journals w/o it being a comment, so I'll post it here and hope you both read it. :)

Sooo....I'm just writing to inform you that OMG I FINISHED AND TOVE+SUPERJUDE=FUCKINGCRAZYLOVE. And does anyone else LOVE the idea of Jared going evil and becoming 'tove jr.'?? I have an idea for 2 pretty pictures I wanna draw, and five comics. NO wait, SIX. Only, it's so much harder to draw these guys than it was for star wars! Since it was your constant fangirling of ALG that convinced me to read it, I'll show you guys the little templates I managed to make so far:

(For Tove, I went with the most recent, and in my humble opinion, most attractive, haircut)

Ooh, and I almost hate to ask, since I don't have time for another fandom, but what is this Winchester, supernatural thing everyone's talking about? Xtine's pretty pwp has me trés curious.

I remembered

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 07:37:09 GMT

meant to post this with the last one:

I was IMMENSELY pleased that Alfie ended up single. Seriously, it made my night.

I finally know the meaning of hubba hubba hubba

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 07:16:24 GMT

So, the entire time I'm reading ALG, I'm thinking that Jude Law has a really snooty, upperclass accent, and that he's one of those attractive older-type guys- WRONG. I just finished watching Alfie an hour ago, and it's official- Jude Law is a god. He's so adorable, and loads younger looking than I expected. He's like Ewan, but with killer cheekbones (no offense,
Mr.McGregor, I share your pain, really). And he has a gorgeous accent.

It wasn't fun, however, having to watch him and Sienna. Barf. Although it did remind me how connected Jude and Tove really are...(Jude was married to Sienna who was connected romantically to Hayden who is, hello, Tove's little bro).

Gah. I have now read up through August 12th. It's adorable (and creepy when you think about it, so I try not to) how even though Tove KILLED his BEST FRIEND, Jude still can't help but love him. Sigh. Beauty, darlings, that's what it is.

Oh, and I just fucking found out that last month, both Hayden and Tove were in New York City, which is a mere hour from my fucking house!!

I know I had something else to say, but I can't remember it.

&*^$(*&!#^$)TOVE!!&*^$&)$&&^